一条条小河宛如蓝色的缎带缠绕着一望无际的绿色田野,远处一座座造型古朴、色彩和谐的小屋,一派美丽动人的田园风光!A creek twines the vast green field just like the blue color satin ribbon,a distant place mod...
The lawn started at the beach and ran toward the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sundials and brick walks and burning gardens - finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run. The front was broken by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and wide open to the warm windy afternoon.
草坪从海滩起步，直奔大门，足足有四分之一英里，一路跨过日晷、砖径和火红的花园——最后跑到房子跟前，仿佛借助于奔跑的势头，爽性变成绿油油的常春藤，沿着墙往上爬。房子正面有一溜法国式的落地长窗，此刻在夕照中金光闪闪，迎着午后的暖风敞开着。
A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-colored rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
一阵清风吹过屋子里，把窗帘从一头吹进来，又从另一头吹出去，好像一面面白旗，吹向天花板上糖花蛋糕似的装饰，然后轻轻拂过绛色地毯，留下一阵阴影，有如风吹过海面。
The late afternoon sky bloomed in the window for a moment like the blue honey of the Mediterranean.
窗外，天空在夕照中显得格外柔和，像蔚蓝的地中海一样。
雨还在下，可是西方的乌云已经拨开，海湾上空翻滚着粉红色和金色的云霞。
It was dark here in front; only the bright door sent ten square feet of light volleying out into the soft black morning.
前面这里很暗；只有敞开的门向幽暗的黎明射出十平方英尺的亮光。
Now it was a cool night with that mysterious excitement in it which comes at the two changes of the year. The quiet lights in the houses were burning out into the darkness and there was a stir and bustle among the stars.
那是一个凉爽的夜晚，那是一年两度季节变换的时刻，空气中洋溢着那种神秘的兴奋。家家户户宁静的灯火仿佛在向外面的黑暗吟唱，天上的星星中间仿佛也有繁忙的活动。
